Hello everyone! Just a quick reminder that this does not take place on the same night as "Something Hidden", but on a later night.

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Lucina and Robin talked happily together, making their way down to the room they shared along with Marth and Ike. They had left before the Prince and mercenary had returned to the room, so the two swordsmen were most likely already in bed, seeing that it was late at night.

Lucina gently hushed Robin, who was talking excitedly about one of his spell books. She pulled out a small key from a pocket along her belt. She placed the key in the lock, turning it carefully and opening the old door with caution. She peeked into the room, seeing that the lights were off, and stepped in, shutting the door behind Robin as he too made his way into the room.

The sound of the TV shuffled through the area, the sounds echoing from the living room. The two made their way slowly to the living room to turn the TV off when they came upon something they most likely were not supposed to see.

The TV was on, the soft murmuring of two people echoing off the walls, quieter than the TV. Marth was lying on top of Ike, looking at him with his hands crossed over Ike's chest and his head gently resting on his arms. Ike had his hands placed on Marth's hips, rubbing slow circles along the smooth fabric of his thin nightwear.

They were smiling with the occasional laugh, exchanging small words. The tactician and princess watched with wide eyes, seeing something that they had never expected. The thought of Ike, the tough mercenary, and Marth, the graceful Prince, in a relationship, was unbelievable. It seemed crazy.

Robin took a step back, tripping on a stack of books, much like the other stacks scattered around the room, and caught himself against the wall with a dull thud. The noise hadn't been too loud, but it was loud enough.

Lucina watched both Ike and Marth look in their direction, panic shimmering in Marth's eyes while suspicion and curiosity glittered in Ike's. Lucina almost sighed in relief when she realized that the shadows were hiding her from their sight. She sent a glare in Robin's general direction, unable to see him in the dark lighting.

Lucina heard movements and turned back around to see Marth gently moving off of Ike, carefully shifting to his feet and then helping the mercenary find his own footing. Marth held Ike's hand gently, the two not exchanging any words as Marth gently pulled Ike into the hallway, stopping in front of their rooms. Marth grabbed Ike's other hand and looked him in the eyes before placing a gentle kiss on Ike's face, a smile returning to the mercenary's lips that had not been there before.

"I love you." Marth whispered. Ike's smile grew wider. He placed a hand on Marth's cheek and kissed the Prince's forehead, his lips lingering along the smooth skin before pulling back.

"And I love you as well. Goodnight, dear Prince." Marth smiled. He placed a hand over Ike's and closed his eyes for a moment, before letting go of the mercenary's hands and stepping into his room, never breaking eye contact until the door closed. Ike sighed sadly, giving the closed door one last wistful glance before stepping into his own room and closing the door.

Lucina could have sworn she was the same shade as a cherry at this point. If she hadn't thought they were together before, then she surely did now. While she was embarrassed to witness what should have been a private moment between the two, she still thought it was quite romantic and couldn't help but let out a small squeal of excitement for the two.

The two swordsmen always looked so sullen and serious, and now that she had seen them together, she had been able to see a gentler, kinder version of each of them, a happier part of them.

She looked down at Robin, whom she could now see as the TV lit up in bright colors, who looked astounded. She smiled and helped him stand, knowing that the couple would not be able to hear their movements through the thick walls.

"It's time for us to go to bed as well." She said softly, leading Robin to his room. He only nodded, eyes dazed and confused. She coaxed him into his room and closed the door behind him, feeling like she was the adult instead of the tactician, then went into her own room. She changed into her nightgown and laid in her bed quietly, her mind always seeming to wonder back to the swordsmen.

She caught herself smiling before falling asleep.


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